Ok. So here’s the thing. When this first happened, I completely downplayed the seriousness of the situation. I did this for two reasons. The first is that I didn’t want people at home to worry needlessly about us after the fact. The second is that I was deeply shell shocked and it took us a number of days to emotionally and physically assess the damage done. The truth is that we have never been in a situation more dangerous to our physical safety. Let me repeat that. We have never been in a situation more dangerous to our physical safety.
What We Are Listening To
We have decided to add a multi-media component to some of our posts going forward. So often, we are struck with songs/music that perfectly sum up how we are feeling about a situation in particular or our travels in general. Sometimes the song choice is random and silly, sometimes inspiring. Not every post will have a corresponding song, but if we have a song that we feel evokes the feeling of a particular post, we will share the link. You can listen to it before or after you read the post, during or not at all – it’s entirely up to you!
Here is the link for this post for your listening pleasure! Enjoy!
We were all very much looking forward to our Mediterranean cruise. This was a splurge that I allowed myself to book as a consolation prize after we definitively decided that we would have to cut Africa from the itinerary. And after I had spent a couple of full days in tears. I had read about Captain Osman’s gulet (traditional Turkish boat) tours in a post on Ottsworld and I was sold from that very moment. I’m very impressionable when it comes to other people’s travel experiences apparently!
“People don’t take trips, trips take people.” – John Steinbeck
When we visited Pamukkale, I said “This is going to be one of my favorite things we do in Turkey”. Seven weeks later, it is holding up as one of my top experiences of the entire trip.
I was flat out sick the day we went to Ephesus. Like running a fever, chest all tight and struggling to breathe, worn the hell out sick.
Ephesus didn’t care.
She showed up for me anyway.
In shimmering waves of sunlight that could have been caused by the fever.
Or the copious amount of medication I was taking.
Or the fact that it’s just a damn magical place.
You can’t go to ruins in America, mostly due to the fact that the country is only 200 years old (but also because we’re a super destructive society). I’ve always wanted to see Greek ruins, and somehow, the fact that we’re going to was completely off my radar. So of course, I researched it, using actual books. I feel like I should get some brownie points.